217: Chapter 207 217: Chapter 207 Luo Yaxuan, in front of his father and the elders, knew his own abilities and candidly expressed his thoughts:
“How could it be so easy to make friends?
Yet, if he considers me a friend and lends a hand during our times of trouble, his character is indeed worth befriending.
Only when we become stronger and stand at the same height can we become true good friends.”
“Good, my son has done well.
Having such determination is good, let’s all work hard together and become stronger,” Luo Sheng felt a surge of youthful spirit.
“Then let’s quickly divide the top-grade medicine we bought so we can start cultivating and increase our strength,” the Great Elder said.
“Exactly, becoming stronger is the most important thing,” Elder Sann added.
“But who knows how many Pills our young master could buy at the auction, given how expensive they were?
What if there are none left for us?” Elder Er raised a concern that they had not previously considered.
“Ah, that’s right, with our meager family assets, we really can’t afford many Pills.
What if there’s nothing left for us?” the Great Elder’s fervent gaze turned towards Luo Yaxuan.
The rest of the Elders, who had been full of joy just a moment ago, were now worried that the Pills bought back would only suffice for the ancestor, the Family Head, and the young master.
That would leave them without any hope of becoming stronger, and how easy could it be to buy more Pills next time?
This time, buying the Pills, the young master almost lost his life.
The temptation of a top-grade Pill could move even the mighty.
If they possessed the Cultivation to take it by force, they too would have done so in secret.
Luo Yaxuan had not responded immediately to the words of the elders and his father because he was pondering how to divide these two bottles of medicine, the 20 Pills.
There were three family Elders, the ancestor, his father, and himself—12 Pills would be gone there.
So, how to divide the remaining four?
There were too many elites in the family, and the others in the clan were also numerous.
If one person received a Pill, it would not be fair for others to miss out.
More importantly, he had his own selfish desires—he wanted to keep two Pills for his own use, hoping to also improve the Cultivation of his grandmother and mother.
Therefore, as he thought, so he acted, dividing the original bottle of ten Pills by putting each Pill into separate bottles that he had brought for medicine.
“Fathers and Elders, the Spirit Stones that father provided this time were only enough to buy two Pills,”
Luo Yaxuan said, pausing for a moment to consider what to say next.
“So how many Pills did you actually buy?
Didn’t you say the Pill seller was your friend?” the Great Elder asked anxiously.
“Yes, exactly!
What kind of Pills did you buy?
What are the functions of these Pills?” Elder Er questioned.
“I heard there are many types of top-grade Pills that Jiang Tang sells, all of which are great for enhancing Cultivation,” Elder Sann mentioned.
“Everyone, calm down, I believe my son will explain everything in detail,” Luo Sheng was also anxious.
“Fathers and Elders, I bought two types of top-grade Pills this time.
One type is the Vitality Pill, which replenishes Spiritual Energy with vitality, and the other is the Nourishing Soul Pill, which nourishes the soul and strengthens Divine Sense, much like how those mighty ones used Divine Sense to kill and seize treasures during this incident; it’s a kind of Deity Cultivation,” Luo Yaxuan stated.
“You bought two types of Pills?
Does that mean you bought even fewer?” Luo Sheng began to worry along with the Elders; even he had no Pills.
“This time, because I know Jiang Tang, he sold and gifted them to me, providing six of each type.
However, these Pills must be allocated by the fathers and Elders,” Luo Yaxuan half-truthfully stated, as he didn’t tell the entire truth in front of his family and the Elders—one major reason being he feared not getting any for himself, as he needed to save some for personal use.
“Six of each, so that’s 12 Pills in total!
Ha ha.” Luo Sheng felt that the Spirit Stones spent on the medicine this time were well invested.
“Then let’s distribute them quickly,” the Great Elder said.
“Since these two types of Pills can be taken together to enhance Cultivation, we shouldn’t separate them when we divide them up,” Elder Sann suggested.
“Elder Er suggested, ‘Let’s first divide the pills among ourselves, the higher-ups, and once we’ve become stronger, there will be opportunities for the young master to buy more in the future,'” said Elder Er.
“My opinion is that since the ancestor is the treasure of our sect, he must also grow stronger for us to have greater strength.
One share for the ancestor, and as there are five of us here, one share each, with 12 pills giving two to each person.
Do you all agree with this decision?”
As Luo Sheng’s words fell, the three elders, who had been visibly excited earlier, exchanged glances, their eyes conveying thoughts.
They contemplated the medicines bought this time; half went to the ancestor and his sons.
These elders themselves desired pills for their sons and family to enhance cultivation.
However, upon reflection, they realized that the young master had managed to buy extra to include them, and he’d risked his life to acquire these pills.
They felt content knowing that their own strengths could be enhanced.
As they had said before, should they become stronger, there would be more opportunities to buy more pills in the future.
“We have no objections,” the Great Elder spoke on their behalf.
Hearing their unanimous agreement, Luo Yaxuan took out the ten vials he had on him.
He handed the share intended for the ancestor to his father, who took four vials, while the three elders took their respective shares.
The elders glanced at Luo Yaxuan once more, sensing that the young master had more pills than what he had distributed, but since the young master had already declared his offer, they couldn’t search him.
Luo Yaxuan noticed the elders’ gazes.
Thankfully, he had reserved some, aware that even family might harbor ulterior motives when it came to benefits.
Watching the three elders leave with the pills to seclude themselves for cultivation, only Luo Yaxuan and his father remained in the room.
“Son, you haven’t yet seen your mother and grandmother, but you should first return to your room and cultivate.
You can see them later tonight, to avoid any potential issues,” expressed Luo Sheng, concerned that news might spread and the remaining pills on him could be stolen.
“I understand, Father.
Our family can only become stronger after we ourselves grow stronger.
I will seize this opportunity,” he responded.
“Good, I’m going to see the ancestor first,” Luo Sheng, excited, thought of secluding himself for cultivation but decided to visit the ancestor beforehand out of filial piety.
After leaving the Council Hall, Luo Yaxuan thought it wise to allow his mother and grandmother to strengthen themselves before the news spread.
First, he went to his grandmother’s courtyard.
The elderly lady, tears gleaming with joy, bombarded her grandson with questions upon seeing him.
Luo Yaxuan briefly recounted his journey home and handed her two pills.
The old lady trembled with excitement holding the two vials.
If her husband and children were to grow stronger and she did not, she would be the only one left behind – a notion unbearable to anyone accustomed to earthly riches.
After chatting a while longer with his grandmother, Luo Yaxuan then visited his mother’s courtyard.
People greeted him warmly, their gazes a mixture of curiosity, joy, and even envy.
Luo Yaxuan saw that his mother hadn’t aged much in the past few years; she was almost the same as before.
His mother, overjoyed to see her son, also showered him with endless questions.
Again Luo Yaxuan kept his explanation brief, disclosed the purpose of his return, and gave her the pills.
Madam Luo’s hands clutched the two vials as her face radiated with joy and excitement.
If her husband was to become stronger, how could she fall behind?
Having given away more pills, Luo Yaxuan exchanged a few more words with his mother before departing, politely declining her invitations to stay longer.